Second Race

Phoebe

"Hi, Mr. Castelloro."

"Phoebe, heyyyy, tell me about your plan for improving your results next race."

"Okay, uhh… so the course favours us a lot more, basically every corner is the kind of thing Soot's really good at, bigger dragons really suffer in those tight city corners, so that's in our favour."

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"I'm reading a race report here that says you made a 'critical strategic error' and could have finished two or three places higher. You wanna tell me how you're going to make sure that doesn't happen again?"

"I was being careful, Boss. I'm thinking about the whole season. I'll be no good to you or anyone else if Soot falls out of the sky with a torn shoulder because I pushed him too hard."

"Okay, but what are you going to do better next time?"

"Give me time, Boss. We paid our operating costs this time, I'm not asking for any more money. I'm still figuring out what Soot needs in the race, but it'll definitely be better this time."

"Hype! I can't wait to see it."